Wanted (Wrong Side of the Tracks #5) Read Online K.A. Merikan

Categories Genre: Contemporary, M-M Romance Tags Authors: Series: Wrong Side of the Tracks Series by K.A. Merikan
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Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 135792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 679(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
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“I’d be like, ‘Mom and Dad are away, stepbro, you wanna jerk each other off as we eat pizza’?” He caught Liv’s gaze, thinking back to the years they’d spent together. They could have been doing that. Then again, Liv had always been all about getting new chicks… and did it with the mastery of a prodigy born to charm and woo.

Ros chuckled, his face sliding off his hand from sleepiness. “I used to be in a fraternity, you know. Those guys would do the gayest shit on dares but claim to be completely straight.”

“You never know. Some people only find out things about themselves later in life,” Liv said and gave Knox’s head a little kiss that set fire to the mess of thoughts tumbling through Knox’s mind.

What was he saying? That Knox had been so blind to his own needs, or was he referring to his own sudden-onset interest in men?

And was he now only into Knox, or was he about to fuck his way through guys the way he always did with women? It didn't matter when their relationship had been chaste, but now? Just thinking about Liv going off to sleep with other people had his chest aching and his fists itching to punch a wall.

Knox downed his beer to blur those worries, because Liv was right there, so tender it was both sickly and delicious.

Ros shook his head and smirked at Shane. “I just find it really funny that my dad forced me to join a fraternity, probably thinking it would make me straight, yet that’s where I lost my virginity.”

“Was it part of hazing?” Liv asked, but as Shane sucked in air, Ros shushed him with a broad, drunken gesture.

“No. This guy came in, and he only left once he talked his way into my bed,” Ros said with a grin and playfully rested his cheek on Shane’s shoulder. “He’s a shithead, but I love him.”

Shane smirked. “You were just thirsty and maybe a bit easy. To the power of good D,” he said, shielding his face from Ros’s playful punches as he raised his glass.

Ros started laughing and joined the toast. On a whim, Knox raised his new bottle of beer.

“The kind of D that can make you gay,” Knox said, biting his lip.

“There are other things that can tempt you to go gay,” Liv whispered loudly enough to be heard by everyone, and as if his meaning wasn’t clear enough, his hand descended down Knox’s back, settling on the top of his ass.

“You don’t just turn gay. You either are gay or not,” Ezra said, sounding a bit drunker than before, but Liv didn’t miss a beat.

“Doesn’t matter though, does it? It’s our bodies, and we can do with them what we want. Whether it’s because you’re born liking guys or just get to like them at some point for whatever reason shouldn’t matter, should it?”

Knox shook his head. “Well, in my dad’s opinion, so many things can make you gay. Like, one time, I wanted to get a nose piercing and he said I’d look gay. That gay guys would see it as an invitation. And I was sixteen and dumb enough to believe it. I wanted that piercing so much, man…”

Liv was the one to break the sudden silence. “You should do it! You’d look hot with something here,” he said, giving Knox’s septum a gentle pinch.

Ros grinned, looking a bit like a sinister elf when he leaned over the table and his wavy hair fell around his face. “I’ve got a ring to spare,” he pointed to his ear. “Titanium.”

Liv nodded. “Yeah, let’s do it, I can pierce you.”

Knox’s heartbeat sped up, and a silly part of him loved that he’d do something his dad had talked him out of. “Hell yeah!”

“This escalated quickly,” Shane said, watching Ros remove the pale ring locked with a little ball.

Ezra got up, heading straight to the stove, even though his stride seemed the slightest bit unsteady. “Let’s boil it for a bit. And I have cosmetic needles. Should work just fine.”

“Do you actually know what you’re doing?” Frank asked, squinting Liv’s way, but Knox already knew they’d go through with it. Tonight. Right now.

Fuck his deadbeat dad.

Liv raised his hands. “I used to date a piercer. I know things. She even pierced her own nipples.”

Knox waved it off with a grin. “Liv’s good at this stuff.” Liv was good at everything.

Shane leaned back in his chair with a skeptical expression. “I mean, it’s not my nose falling off in case this ends badly.”

“It’s gonna be great, and look hot,” Knox glanced to Liv for confirmation, already sitting on the table, right under the lamp.

“Are you sending Daddy a photo?” Frank asked with a smirk as the water boiled, sterilizing the ring inside one of Ezra’s steel pots.


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